Isabela mae
I felt my body slowly swaying back and forward. My eyes fluttered open. My body ached and felt unnecessarily cold. I shivered and I realised I was being carried by Lucas.
As soon as I saw his face my eyes began to flood with tears. He took me to his bedroom and gently placed me on his bed. I squirmed slightly and coughed and tried to sit up. He pushed me down onto the bed gently.
"No no, don't sit up." he urged.
"Why?" I whined in pain as I moved.
"Because.......your injured" he said.
"No shit," I groaned. "Fuck." I whisper shouted.
"Look I'm gonna run you a bath," he said. He walked to his bathroom and I just lay down.
After a little while he came back. He was shirtless and a little calmer than before.
"I've ran your bath," he explained. "You might need to take your dress off." He said.
"Do you have a knife?" I asked. He opened the drawer on the bathroom cabinet. He handed me the sharp knife and I gripped the front of my dress. This dress had my fathegrubby hands all over it. I sliced roughly down the front of the dress, revealing my black, lace underwear.
His eyes scanned my body and he quickly looked away. I couldn't help but smirk slightly.
"Okay.." he said. He picked me up in his arms again. I carried me to the bathroom and slowly placed me into the warm water. I winced at the water coming into contact with my cuts and bruises.
"When did you take off your shirt?" I asked.
"I got the sleeves wet when I was running the bath, so I took it off." He explained.
"Oh," I scanned his perfectly chiselled body and toned abs.
He knelt down next to me. I ripped my head back and rested it on the side of the tub. I squeezed my eyes shut and whimpered slightly. Tears were now dripping down my cheeks.
He reached into the tub and took my hand.
"It'll be okay...I promise." He told me.
I looked into his big brown eyes. He held my gaze with a reassurance. I smiled slightly.
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Poison
Romansa' I felt a strong arm wrap around my waist, another in my hair. I felt his warm breath on my neck. I melted in to his touch. I longed for it. I craved it. His hands traced my body. It gave me pleasant goosebumps. His lips connected with my...
